Petroleum Jam
Philadelphia, Pennsylvania, United States
 
 
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Petroleum Jam 16 сен в 0:10 
I woke up this morning hearing my sister calling my name FAAYYEEE ITS TIME TO GET READY FOR SCHOOL. I shouted back IM UP I BE DOWN IN A COUPLE MINUTES. I stared at the ceiling for a minute thinking about the days we used to have fun smiling for self-motivation and got out of my bed and headed to the bathroom to shower, blow dry my hair, put it into high pigtails, put a bit of my makeup, gotten dress and finally head downstairs. As I was walking down the stairs, I felted a shiver on my back but I just ignored it and continued to the dining room where my sister was eating her breakfast and my grandma was getting my breakfast for me, oh there you are Faye I gotten your breakfast right here go and eat and get ready to walk with your sister and I replied saying thanks for the breakfast and I will
Petroleum Jam 16 сен в 0:10 
My name is Faye Shimura in 10th grade and I wanted to die ever since that day happened because it gotten worse after the divorce my mother was normal until 12 years old until she started to take drugs and started to beat me as well and my sister but one thing kept me back from dying and it was my best friend Akira Sakamoto and my other sister Hannah Shimura that's was 2 years under me she is in the same high school as well if anything happened to them I would just give up on live and die. We were now living with our grandma and grandpa after the police took our mother away after finding the drugs because the neighbor reported it and heard the beatings and couldn't take it anymore.
Petroleum Jam 16 сен в 0:10 
You worthless ♥♥♥♥♥ is the last words I remembered by my father after how mad he gotten on my mother as he slaps her and then release more of his rage on me beating me to a pulp with bruises on my arms and body my sister was at my grandmas at the time and was coming back after this happened. His rage was developed during work that he didn't get his promotion because of the flaws they told him. He never told us the reason behind it but I never seen my father the same that day. He started to drink and became more aggressive it was a matter of time until my mother divorce him and took me in to raise me of her own I was 8 during the time when they divorced and now my dad was at jail after committed armed robbery, I am 16 years old in high school called Magical Shogun high
HandjobSandy 15 сен в 23:57 
had a earphone in his ear and when i got out the bus i heard his ♥♥♥♥♥♥ voice say "im getting out on the same bus stop as him" and he did so i smiled at him and he looked visually sad because of it, i then went to a gas station near the bus stop, 2 guys followed me and stood their until i left and started walking back and i heard them say "we not police we border guard
HandjobSandy 15 сен в 23:56 
and then one of them said he can commit crimes and not be punished for it and that he can do stuff to others, then when i started becoming visibly paranoid they start talking about driving me home where the others are, thats when i broke down and started asking them all about that organization and they just kept saying that they dont know what im talking about and that im just crazy so i decided ♥♥♥♥ that and told them im going home, they tried to persuade me to stay but i just decided to go home, i leave his apartament and i go to the bus stop, i've seen many suspicious vehicles but that wasnt too crazy, things get weird when i switched to the second bus....people i've seen before in my life, one person i've seen when i was first going to that friends house and one disabled dude ive seen many times at the gym or in the city, he "
HandjobSandy 15 сен в 23:55 
I am starting to suspect i am a targeted individual by some goverment organization, they dont seem to want to hurt me but yesterday was my most wtf moment ever in my life, and ive been detained by real police before, It was like this i was at a "friends' house who i havent had contact in a while but we both smoke so i thought we could be good friends again, he smoked ALOT and so i did too and had one of the biggest highs ever,at first i thought they were in some psylocin cult but that was when i was more high than sober, eventually i started sobering up and realised i was just processing the infromation wrong and they were just talking about microdosing, but then they start talking about some border guard organization like the police